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Nov 2015
They lowered the dead body into frozen soil and
frost smoke arose or was a door opened into hell?
A **** imp stood by the door to welcome the dead.
Who giggled the imp walked so funnily on hooves.
The imp saw the snigger and took offence the dead
one apologized after all it had been a long day.
They sat in the ante- chamber and chatted about this
and that the imp asked what are you doing here
I thought you were destined for the place in the  pie
In the sky  Can't bear ****** harp music and virgins
With damp hands. The imp went purple on blaming
the Chinese for taken  the last reserve of coal and hell
would freeze over they had to go above ground to use
the solar power.  You are coming to the right place
the four horsemen are riding again, the dead one said.
jan oskar hansensapopt
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